Expect the unexpected, follow the lovers lost in this blog.

A blog to cater your mind,body,and soul as you drink Turkish Coffee. We are proud to present our new storyline called Cafe's search for his "Zahir". Everyday is a new day for the "Cafe" (from Istanbul) & his journey for "Zahir" (from Baku). Don't expect extraordinary drama from the narrator, me. Still, this is a drama (maybe real!), and have better impact on you than watching a soap opera. Guaranteed. There is genuine feelings within inspirational periods. Cross your fingers for this story to end with happy marriage :-) All rights are reserved.

EDIT (01 July 2009) - She is engaged with another man, and I finally made my marriage proposal bringing my family to Baku. The result: She stays engaged and will have her wedding, so called "toy", with that another man.

Rest in peace Ms. Zahir.

Wednesday, August 27, 2008

Driving

I feel like an automatic transmission car ready to move, but you keep pressing the stop pedal, or you just keep the transmission on P (park).
Why?
I am patient even there is the slowing car on earth driving in front of me on one lane highway, and I am driving a Ferrari. You feel me.
I am maintaining my balance, the car is driving smooth, no need for gas, or lpg, or cng. I am coming, coming to you

Tuesday, August 26, 2008

OFF me OFF

If they propose me all inclusive marriage with a beautiful women
I would kindly deny that
Beauty can be universal
Your beauty as well
I cannot share that, sorry

I already applied for scholarship in your university
Please don't say to me
"We regret to inform you"

Throw me a like a penny
But, remember collecting me in a jar
Yes, ok, throw me into the jar

I am wearing my helmet
I am not ice
not easy to be melt

Too humid tonight
Can't think about you
Sorry I got my phone charging
was unable to receive international calls

My card is over the limit
my visa is already invalid
If you close the lid
The tea will be ready
More quicker than that

If you choose your eyes
I mean close your eyes
I already chosen your eyes
Your dates-looking eyes

I will be there in a minute
Eleven twenty last nite
Finally grabbed a pen and a white blank paper
See how it turns out to be nite
I opened a new page in your book
I call it Le
You call it La
Don't ask me Y
Just drop the Y in between us.
Let's come together...


I AM IN LOVE WITH YOUR ABSENCE
IMAGINE MY LOVE
IMAGINE HOW MUCH I WILL LOVE YOU
WITH YOUR PRESENCE

Sunday, August 24, 2008

Climate Change

Today is hot, no matter what, I will continue to think about you.So difficult to have my arms crossed, nothing inside.Whenever I hear about your land,I am lost.As if I am a character in the movie, LOST.There is a strange sound coming from my keyboard, God forbids any key to be misused, or got broken.You are not a broken link in my website.All routes merge on Route 66.We play jazz,blues,samba,and eat gelato,humus,zucchini. What if I take you on a tour,museum tour.My sad moments, photographed.Would you be amazed at what I look like without you.Like a flower,turning its face to the sun. I am turning my whole body to you.I have respect for your decision.I am kindly waiting to hear from you.Whenever you think is the right time.Do you hear me?